black and white

Jan 05, 2010 22:42

i slipped on a puddle of water which caused me to lunge sideways. the nearest form of support came in the form of his left hand. i held on for awhile, conscious of that moment. it seemed like he was too, as he made no move of wanting to let go.

with great effort, i separated my hand from his and proceeded to laugh at my clumsiness. we all laughed.

we were aboard a bus. i took the inner seat and he, the outer one. i don't think the seat was very narrow, but his arm was pressed against mine. the warmth that emanated from him was so comforting, so intoxicating.

i pretended to doze off, and a bump from the bus ride had my head resting against his shoulder. i smiled inwardly and can't help but marvel at that perfect moment. i then felt something warm enveloping my right hand. the source of warmth came from his soft and gentle left hand, perfectly covering my right hand, our fingers intertwined.

i looked up at him, and we exchanged a smile of understanding and comprehension between us.

it was a moment i never want to wake up from.
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